So I'm about 500words into the third (and possibly final) part of Midnight Show when my mother decided to inform me that we're actually going down to my cousins' house for bonfire night. And that I have about half an hour to get ready before we leave. Cheers guys. So, Midnight Show had to be abandoned for this evening, but in order to keep my Caspe-Wri-Mo pledge I've decided to begift ya'll with this really rough drabble type thing. I know it's rubbish and I don't expect anyone to really read it, but I'm just in and there's only like 10minutes to go till midnight and I cannot fail on day5 of this thing!

Hand That Feeds;Ianto Jones/Gwen CooperPG; Pre-Het; d/s; 259words;

There are some things you’d never suspect you never knew about your workmates. Some of these things you didn’t particularly want to know about. Other times some of these other things caught you by surprise and made you wonder why you hadn’t caught onto the knowledge of it far sooner than you actually did. The knowledge that one, Ianto Jones, was a fully fledged submissive, mourning the loss of yet another master, just so happened to be one of those things that whilst you didn’t know to begin with, suddenly started making a whole lot of sense to you now that you did. It had all come out one night when it had just been the two of them at the hub. Ianto hadn’t been sleeping. Or eating. Or really taking any sort of care of himself at all. It had been easy, almost too easy, to get him to talk, instinctively knowing that the mothering approach was never going to work, Gwen had set about simply telling him what to do, when to eat and sleep and talk. And Ianto had done. He ate. He slept. He talked; telling how Lisa had been his Mistress before Jack his Master, having taken up the mantle once Lisa was gone, pledging to keep him whole and close and safe, only to disappear a heartbeat later, leaving him lost and afraid now without anyone around to look after him. Gwen ran soothing fingers through Ianto's hair, feeling the wetness of his tears through the fabric of her trousers and she smiled.

This is quite good, actually. And I can almost see the moment that Gwen comes to the realization (yes, it's the silly Americans with their "z" again) and how it would all fit into place for her. Very intriguing premise and adds an interesting dynamic to their relationship.

I'm really glad you liked it! I don't think it's bad for something whipped up in a couple of minutes- but if I'd the time I'd have fleshed things out a bit and added more info too. I like the idea that Ianto was so obsessive with saving Lisa because she controlled him in some way. The idea of Jack as his master would be a logical leap considering how quickly their relationship changed. And then, well... Gwen ;) just because, hehe. I may add to the idea at a later date.

(XD certainly not! I really appreciate your taking the time to comment, so you know, keep it up! hehe)

Thanks! I wish I'd had the time to make it read a bit better, but I'm glad the intention comes through in it- I think the idea of Mistress!Lisa and Master!Jack isn't all that far fetched in terms of being able to bring out such intense loyalty and devotion and angst in Ianto. Not really a large leap of imagination to therefore decide that, after Series One, he'd have needed someone else to look after him ;)

Thank you very much! It's an idea that's always niggled at the back of my mind, and though I don't think I've done it much justice in this drabble, it's certainly an idea I'd like to expand upon- there's just something about the thought of Gwen controlling Ianto that pushes all my buttons ;) and I can easily see Ianto as being the kind of bloke who needs someone to do that for him.